The Russellville Democrat., 1887-06-08
THIRTEENTH YEAR.---NO. 20.
"He's Coming To-Morrow." !"

at hand" My soul vibrated for a moment like harp. Was it truei The night, the long night of the worlds groping agony and bhnd de. sire, is it almost over? is the day at 1 hand?
 Again "They shall see the Son of Man coming in cloud, with pow CT and great glory. And when these things begin to come to pass, look up and rejoice. for your redemption IS nigh"
 Comingl The Son of Man really coming, coming into this world again with power and great glory? Will this really ever happen? Will this solid, commonplace earth see iti Will these skies brighten and flash, and will upturned faces in this city be watching to see Him comingS
 So our minister preached in sol emn sermon; and for moments at times 1 felt thrill of reality in hear. l ing. But, as the well dressed crowd 1 passed down the aisle. my neighbor, MT. Stockton, whispered to me not to forget the meeting of bank di rectors on Monday evening, and Mrs, Goldthwaite poured into my wiIe's ear charge not to forget her party on Thursday; and my wife, as she came out, asked me if ] had observ. ed the extrayagant toilet of Mrs Pennyman.
 "So absurd" she said, "when hel income, know, cannot be half what ours isl and I never think of send Ing to Paris for my things; I should look on It as morally wrong"
 1 spoke of the sermon. "Yes, J said my wife, "what sermon SC solemn. I wonder that all are not drawn to hear our rector. What could be more powerful than such l discourses? My dear, blythe by don't forget to change Mary's opal ring for diamond one. Dear mel the 1 Christmas presents were all so on my mind that I was thinking of them every now and then in church; and that was so wrong of mel'
 My dear" said l, "sometimes ii seems to me as If all our life were unreal. We go to church, and the things that we hear are either true or false. If they are true, what things they arel For instance, these Advent sermons. If we are looking for that coming we ought to feel and live differently from what we do Do we really believe what we heal in church? or is it dream?"
 q do believe" said my wife earn estly, (she is good woman, my wife, "yes do believe, but it is just as you say. o, dear! I feel as if 1 am very worldly-i have SC many things to think of" and slit sighed.
 So did I; for 1 knew that I, too was very worldly. After pause said, Suppose Christ should really come this Christmas, and 1t should be authortatively announced that He would be here to morrowf"
 Il think" said my wife, "there would be some embarrassment or the part of our great men, legisla tors and chief counselors, in antici patton of a personal interview. Fan cy meeting of the city council tc arrange reception for the Lord Jesus Christr'
 "Pefhaps," said I, "He would re fuse all offers of the rich and great Perhaps our fashionable churches would plead for His presence in vain He would not be in palaces"
 "Ow sand my wife earnestly, eff thought our money separates us from Him 1 would give it ALL--yes ALL-might only see Him."
 She spoke from the bottom of hel heart, and for a moment her face was glorifed.
 You WILL see Him some day said l. "and the money that we arc willing to. give up at word from Him will not keep Hum from us"
 That evening the thoughts of the waking hours mirrorcd themselves Tn dream.
 l seemed to be out walking in the streets, and to be conscious of q strange, vague sense of something i just declared, of which all were speaking with suppressed air oi mysterious voices.
 There was whispering stiffness around. Groups of men stand at tho